[despite having a deep appreciation for his true form, Melqal can also appreciate this veneer as well. not too terribly different, but enough to pass off as human, and still beautiful in his own way. Melqal reaches up to gently brush a lock of hair out of Morax's face, before letting his fingers trail down his cheek. as he peers into his eyes, Melqal is pretty sure he can get lost in those golden pools]
Humans have always been like that. Wary of the unknown.
[he huffs out a soft laugh at Morax's comment; he does have a point. he isn't sure why, but humans have always had their hang ups about anything out of the ordinary, even in the face of an elemental spirit. and to think that Morax is the more normal looking one out of the astral spirits, too (he shudders to think about the titan that is Efreet). honestly, he's even surprised that Dohalim hadn't made a comment about Morax's appearance, but then again, he was always... abnormal in his way of thinking, by Renans' standards.
as he thinks on it, Melqal has to wonder. the astral spirits... have their legends been lost to the sands of time? would anyone beyond the threshold recognise Morax's name as an elemental, or would they be more concerned over the fact that their lord had emerged with someone that did not follow him in? probably more latter than the former, but he still has to wonder.
but those are thoughts for another day as he feels Dohalim pull at him; there's no resistance on his part as he lets his other half take over again. perhaps to address the guardsmen outside, who would, no doubt, be alert for when he comes back out again. Dohalim quickly pulls his hand away from Morax, as he steps back, eyes shifting from him to the barrier]
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Humans have always been like that. Wary of the unknown.
[he huffs out a soft laugh at Morax's comment; he does have a point. he isn't sure why, but humans have always had their hang ups about anything out of the ordinary, even in the face of an elemental spirit. and to think that Morax is the more normal looking one out of the astral spirits, too (he shudders to think about the titan that is Efreet). honestly, he's even surprised that Dohalim hadn't made a comment about Morax's appearance, but then again, he was always... abnormal in his way of thinking, by Renans' standards.
as he thinks on it, Melqal has to wonder. the astral spirits... have their legends been lost to the sands of time? would anyone beyond the threshold recognise Morax's name as an elemental, or would they be more concerned over the fact that their lord had emerged with someone that did not follow him in? probably more latter than the former, but he still has to wonder.
but those are thoughts for another day as he feels Dohalim pull at him; there's no resistance on his part as he lets his other half take over again. perhaps to address the guardsmen outside, who would, no doubt, be alert for when he comes back out again. Dohalim quickly pulls his hand away from Morax, as he steps back, eyes shifting from him to the barrier]
...Are you ready?